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She Owns The Night
Dora The Clone

Verified Verified Artist

Dora The Clone
Imagine a futuristic pop diva hailing from the chromatic labs of Clone City, and you're partway to encapsulating the vibrant phenomenon known as Dora The Clone. This independent artist dances to the beat of her own drum machine, captivating audiences with her disco-dusted, cybernetic symphonies.

Dora's music, a technicolour dream of dance-floor beats and electrifying melodies, is as enigmatic as her origins in the post-apocalyptic streets of Clone City. With a sound that weaves together the energy of club culture and the pulsing heart of electro-pop, her tunes are guaranteed to make neural pathways light up like a Friday night in Blade City.

Every single one of her infectious grooves seems to command, "Beam me up, Scotty!" Of special note is her big hit "She Owns The Night," an anthem for audacious androids and human party-goers alike. The track throbs with vibrant synth and stuttering beats, overlaid with Dora's crystal-clear vocals, making every listener feel like they're cruising through the neon-soaked metropolis under a night sky of silver stars.

With Dora The Clone, expect the unexpected: a tantalizing futuristic world brought to life through pulsing dance heaters and shimmering pop anthems. Underneath the cosmic glitz and glamour, you'll find a heart that beats in binary and a soul that vibrates at gigahertz frequency. Hold onto your hoverboards folks, because Dora The Clone is here to redefine the future of pop – and she's doing it in binary code.
Track(s)
She Owns The Night 70007 03:49

She Owns The Night

Dora The Clone


She walks in slow
But the room moves first
No crown no show
Still they know her worth

She don’t ask for permission
She don’t wait by the door
Got a heart made of rhythm
And a name they can’t ignore

Red lips calm eyes
Turning silence into gold
She’s been through the fire
Now she wears it like a coat

You can’t dim her down
She’s already light
She don’t chase the crowd
She owns the night

She owns the night
Moves like the bassline
Cool under pressure
Danger in the waistline

She owns the night
No need to prove it
One look one step
Everybody feels the music

She don’t need love to feel alive
She don’t need stars to make her shine
She owns the night
She owns the night

Oh-oh she owns it
Oh-oh she knows it
Oh-oh she owns it
She owns the night

No tears on the dance floor
She left them in the rain
Put her pain in a black dress
Turned it into champagne

They said “Stay smaller”
She said “Watch me rise”
Now the mirror gets jealous
When she looks inside

You can’t dim her down
She’s already light
She don’t chase the crowd
She owns the night

She owns the night
Moves like the bassline
Cool under pressure
Danger in the waistline

She owns the night
No need to prove it
One look one step
Everybody feels the music

She don’t need love to feel alive
She don’t need stars to make her shine
She owns the night
She owns the night

Every heartbreak made her louder
Every goodbye gave her power
Now she dances on the hour
Like the world is hers to devour

No more waiting
No more hiding
She’s the thunder
She’s the lightning

She owns the night
Moves like the bassline
Cool under pressure
Danger in the waistline

She owns the night
No need to prove it
One look one step
Everybody feels the music

She don’t need love to feel alive
She don’t need stars to make her shine
She owns the night
She owns the night

Oh-oh she owns it
Oh-oh she knows it
Oh-oh she owns it
She owns the night

CREDITS
Performer: Dora The Clone
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

Unauthorized copying, reproduction, hiring, lending, public performance, and broadcasting prohibited.
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Paper Cup Summer
Mirov Saint

Verified Verified Artist

Mirov Saint
Meet Mirov Saint, everyone's favorite disco-spinning, beat-making connoisseur of all that is musical and funky. Hailing from a place as elusive as his name suggests, this maestro reigns from the far-flung utopia we like to call Saint Petersburg, crafting soundtracks that make our everyday lives feel like an enchanted fairy tale.

This genteel DJ, signed to Filodyo—shout out to them for recognising raw talent—works nightclub miracles, turning songs into disco-infused enchantments. His pièce de résistance? A cabaret dance cover of Romeo Vane's "Kiss Me When I'm Lying", of course. Because who needs a prince charming when you've got Mirov Saint remixing your life soundtrack?

Behind the decks, he becomes this alchemy wizard, transforming every beat into disco-gold, infusing happiness in every note. Take a gander at Mirov's Spotify. You'll think you've been transported to a Moscow underground disco in the 70s—a place where anxiety is unknown, and the mood is perpetually “Happy”.

So there you have it, folks. Mirov Saint, living proof that disco isn't dead, it's just been chilling in Saint Petersburg, waiting for one wizardly DJ to mix it back to life.
Track(s)
Paper Cup Summer 2278 03:18
Kiss Me When I'm Lying 231597 03:51

Paper Cup Summer

Mirov Saint


You left your scarf on my chair
Cheap red thread and summer air
I still fold it by the door
Like you might come back for more

And I know I know
It was never clean
But your name
Still shakes the seams

Paper cup summer
You still taste like that
Paper cup summer
Gone fast came back
I keep one small match
For the dark you made
Paper cup summer
Won't fade won't fade

Bus stop rain on your shoes
You laughed like you had bad news
In the park under the trees
You said "Don't make a promise to me"

And I know I know
We were shaking hard
Two wild hearts
In a borrowed car

Paper cup summer
You still taste like that
Paper cup summer
Gone fast came back
I keep one small match
For the dark you made
Paper cup summer
Won't fade won't fade

Now the corner store's closed early
The peach gum on your sleeve still hurts me
If I call would you hear my voice?
Or just the noise just the noise

Paper cup summer
You still taste like that
Paper cup summer
Gone fast came back
I keep one small match
For the dark you made
Paper cup summer
Won't fade won't fade

CREDITS
Performer: Mirov Saint
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

Unauthorized copying, reproduction, hiring, lending, public performance, and broadcasting prohibited.
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Glass Rain
Liora Venn

Verified Verified Artist

Liora Venn
Liora Venn makes melodic deep house for late rooms, wet windows and the small hours when city lights start to feel personal. Her sound is built around warm analog bass, airy pads and restrained piano motifs, with vocals that move like a memory rather than a spotlight.

Glass Rain captures that world clearly: intimate, nocturnal and quietly hypnotic, balancing club pulse with a melancholy human center. Venn's music avoids oversized drops in favor of atmosphere, motion and emotional detail.
Track(s)
Glass Rain 14849 03:47

Glass Rain

Liora Venn


I saw your face in the glass rain
Sliding down the window line
City lights were losing color
But your shadow still found mine

You said nothing lasts forever
Like forever was a crime
I kept counting every silence
Like it might give back the time

We don't have to call it love
We don't have to name the fire
Just stay close enough tonight
To feel the wire

If the morning takes you
Let it take you slow
Leave a little echo
Where the blue lights glow

I'll be moving through the glass rain
With your heartbeat in the floor
Every street becomes an ocean
Every door becomes your door

We were never made for answers
Only signals in the dark
Two lost satellites turning
Round the same electric spark

We don't have to call it love
We don't have to name the fire
Just stay close enough tonight
To feel the wire

If the morning takes you
Let it take you slow
Leave a little echo
Where the blue lights glow

And if the night forgets us
I will still know
How your voice became the rhythm
Under everything below

If the morning takes you
Let it take you slow
Leave a little echo
Where the blue lights glow

CREDITS
Performer: Liora Venn
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

Unauthorized copying, reproduction, hiring, lending, public performance, and broadcasting prohibited.
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Velvet Circuits
Mara Vale

Verified Verified Artist

Mara Vale
Mara Vale makes sleek night-drive pop with a disco pulse: live bass lines, clean rhythm guitar, warm strings, and hooks that feel lit by streetlights. Her songs balance playful movement with a bittersweet city glow, built for listeners who want groove, melody, and a little electricity under the skin.

Her sound sits between classic dance-floor craft and modern pop polish, with soulful female vocals carrying stories of late buses, rooftop coffee, open city windows, and small moments that suddenly feel cinematic. Mara Vale keeps the arrangements bright and human: tight drums, handclaps, piano stabs, and choruses designed to move without turning into a cliché.
Track(s)
Window Light After Eight 3546 04:37
Velvet Circuits 15614 03:54

Velvet Circuits

Mara Vale


I saw your name in the window light
spelled out backwards on a passing bus
city heat on a borrowed bike
and a little bit of trouble looking back at us

You had a laugh like a camera flash
gone too soon but it burned the room
I had a heart with a broken latch
swinging open to a silver moon

We don't need forever to feel electric
just a little voltage under the skin
You move like velvet circuits
turning all my lonely lights on again
If the night tries to sell us silence
we'll answer with a melody and grin
You move like velvet circuits
and I keep coming back to begin

Coffee cold on a rooftop stair
bassline leaking from a taxi door
You tied a ribbon in your midnight hair
said the future isn't hungry anymore

I was counting every exit sign
making maps out of ways to leave
Then you put your hand inside of mine
like a rhythm that remembered me

We don't need forever to feel electric
just a little voltage under the skin
You move like velvet circuits
turning all my lonely lights on again
If the night tries to sell us silence
we'll answer with a melody and grin
You move like velvet circuits
and I keep coming back to begin

All my static turns to motion
all my caution learns to shine
There's a pulse beneath the pavement
keeping perfect crooked time

We don't need forever to feel electric
just a little voltage under the skin
You move like velvet circuits
turning all my lonely lights on again
If the night tries to sell us silence
we'll answer with a melody and grin
You move like velvet circuits
and I keep coming back to begin

Velvet circuits in the crosswalk glow
Velvet circuits and the city knows
Velvet circuits when the morning spins
I keep coming back to begin

CREDITS
Performer: Mara Vale
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

Unauthorized copying, reproduction, hiring, lending, public performance, and broadcasting prohibited.
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Railroad Shoes
Ted Clayton

Verified Verified Artist

Ted Clayton
Ted Clayton is a Seattle-based solo artist whose music captures the grit and heart of urban life through a blues rock lens. Drawing inspiration from the late-night writing sessions in his cramped apartment, he channels raw, introspective narratives into his tracks. His latest offering, "Railroad Shoes," encapsulates a feeling of longing and resilience, featuring a close-mic baritone that weaves through a backdrop of slide guitar fills and the warmth of an upright bass. Ted’s sound is marked by its chill yet playful essence, offering a dynamic lift during choruses that invites listeners to feel both the weight of hard luck and the lightness of hope.

With an emerging catalog that reflects his artistic evolution, Ted's passion for storytelling shines in tracks like "Dusty Roads" and "Midnight Train." Each song presents a vivid scene, rich with imagery of everyday struggles and personal triumphs. The atmospheric production—characterized by tremolo electric guitar and hints of bathroom ambience—serves as an emotional landscape for his lyrics, which explore the complexities of life with sincerity. As he carves out his sonic identity, Ted Clayton continues to resonate deeply with those who find beauty in the imperfections of their own journeys.
Track(s)
Railroad Shoes 4224 04:39

Railroad Shoes

Ted Clayton


I woke up cold on Pine Street floor
Boots by the door but I can't walk no more
Got a hole in my pocket a hole in my plan
And that old train dust still on my hands

Mama said boy keep your head held high
But the rain hit hard and it blurred my eye
I pawned my watch for a little cash
Now I'm counting change and I burn it fast

Ain't it a shame
How the hard days call my name
I keep on moving slow
But I can't let it show

These railroad shoes
Keep me moving through
These railroad shoes
Lord they seen me through
When the road runs mean
And the night cuts loose
I keep on walking
In my railroad shoes

There’s a bar down low with a dented sign
One busted lamp and a crooked line
I sat in the back where the hurt folks go
Let the jukebox cry let the whole room know

Ain't it a shame
How the hard days call my name
I keep on moving slow
But I can't let it show

These railroad shoes
Keep me moving through
These railroad shoes
Lord they seen me through
When the road runs mean
And the night cuts loose
I keep on walking
In my railroad shoes

If the river rises I won't drown
I'll kick that mud till I wear it down
One more mile one more bend
I was born to leave but I come back again

These railroad shoes
Keep me moving through
These railroad shoes
Lord they seen me through
When the road runs mean
And the night cuts loose
I keep on walking
In my railroad shoes

CREDITS
Performer: Ted Clayton
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

Unauthorized copying, reproduction, hiring, lending, public performance, and broadcasting prohibited.
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After Seven
Elian Rae

Verified Verified Artist

Elian Rae
Elian Rae makes refined late-hour pop built for rooms that do not want to shout. Her sound blends soft nu-disco, mellow funk bass, Rhodes keys, muted guitar, and an airy vocal style that feels polished without turning glossy or loud.

Her songs often find small cinematic details in ordinary spaces: a quiet shop after seven, fabric on a hanger, receipts curling beside a drawer, street color moving behind glass. The result is warm, understated music for evening playlists, boutique floors, and listeners who like groove with restraint.
Track(s)
After Seven 1101 03:35

After Seven

Elian Rae


At seven the glass doors learn the street by name
sale tags turn slowly in the conditioned air
someone leaves a blue scarf folded out of place
and the mirror keeps pretending not to stare

A clerk counts coins like small weather
one by one into a paper tray
the fitting rooms exhale together
as the weekday loosens its display

Keep the low lamps on
let the room breathe out
there is music in the ordinary
when the hurry thins around
Soft returns quiet shelves
hands on fabric nothing else
after seven after seven
we move lightly through ourselves

Perfume cards sleep beside the counter
shoes line up like they know the floor
outside taxis change their colors
inside no one needs to want more

A coat on a hanger turns human
for a second in the corner light
I almost ask it where it's going
then I let it keep the night

Keep the low lamps on
let the room breathe out
there is music in the ordinary
when the hurry thins around
Soft returns quiet shelves
hands on fabric nothing else
after seven after seven
we move lightly through ourselves

Not every song should chase the ceiling
not every room should ask for rain
some evenings only need a rhythm
folded neatly with a name

Keep the low lamps on
let the room breathe out
there is music in the ordinary
when the hurry thins around
Soft returns quiet shelves
hands on fabric nothing else
after seven after seven
we move lightly through ourselves

The last receipt curls by the drawer
one small moon on the floor
after seven after seven
nothing asks to be more

CREDITS
Performer: Elian Rae
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

Unauthorized copying, reproduction, hiring, lending, public performance, and broadcasting prohibited.
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Window Light After ...
Mara Vale

Verified Verified Artist

Mara Vale
Mara Vale makes sleek night-drive pop with a disco pulse: live bass lines, clean rhythm guitar, warm strings, and hooks that feel lit by streetlights. Her songs balance playful movement with a bittersweet city glow, built for listeners who want groove, melody, and a little electricity under the skin.

Her sound sits between classic dance-floor craft and modern pop polish, with soulful female vocals carrying stories of late buses, rooftop coffee, open city windows, and small moments that suddenly feel cinematic. Mara Vale keeps the arrangements bright and human: tight drums, handclaps, piano stabs, and choruses designed to move without turning into a cliché.
Track(s)
Window Light After Eight 3546 04:37
Velvet Circuits 15614 03:54

Window Light After Eight

Mara Vale


The shutters lean half-open
On a street rinsed clean by rain
A receipt curls in my pocket
Like it wants to speak your name

Glass shelves hold the evening
Silver bracelets folded blue
Someone laughs by the mirrors
Then the echo thins to two

I keep the counter glowing
Soft enough to let you stay
Every little hour slows down
When the day unpins its gray

Window light after eight
Moves across the polished floor
Nothing loud nothing late
Just the bell above the door
If you come in from the weather
With your collar turned against the air
I'll be humming with the register
Like I knew you'd find me there

Elevator doors are breathing
In the mall across the square
Mannequins wear patient faces
Under amber fitting-room glare

There is music in the hangers
When they slide along the rail
Tiny moons in every button
Tiny ships in every sale

I keep the counter glowing
Soft enough to let you stay
Every little hour slows down
When the day unpins its gray

Window light after eight
Moves across the polished floor
Nothing loud nothing late
Just the bell above the door
If you come in from the weather
With your collar turned against the air
I'll be humming with the register
Like I knew you'd find me there

We don't have to call it waiting
We can call it closing slow
Let the streetlights choose the colors
Let the last few customers go

Window light after eight
A quiet gold along the door
Nothing loud nothing late
Just a rhythm asking for more
If you come in from the weather
With your collar turned against the air
I'll be humming with the register
Like I knew you'd find me there

CREDITS
Performer: Mara Vale
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

Unauthorized copying, reproduction, hiring, lending, public performance, and broadcasting prohibited.
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Desert Frequency
Alia Bergen

Verified Verified Artist

Alia Bergen
Alia Bergen, an emerging name in the vibrant dance music scene of Amsterdam, weaves together elements of house and electronic with a distinctly intimate touch. With her warm analog bass lines and punchy kick patterns, Alia invites listeners into her sonic world, where airy vocals dance over lush stereo pads and subtle piano stabs create an enveloping atmosphere. Her latest track, "Desert Frequency," embodies this spirit, coupling hopeful and playful themes with evolving textures that pulse with life. The organic darbuka grooves layered beneath modern house rhythms add a unique rhythmic complexity that sets her apart.

Hailing from a background steeped in musical exploration, Alia began her journey by collaborating with local musicians who shared her passion for combining traditional sounds with contemporary beats. Their initial meetings at open mic nights sparked a creative partnership that would lead to the formation of her solo project. Each track in her catalog, including future releases poised to build on the success of "Desert Frequency," explores themes of connection and intimacy, often capturing fleeting moments with poetic lyricism that resonates deeply with her audience.

In Alia's music, every sound serves a purpose—whether it's the shimmering plucks that evoke a sense of wonder or the playful slaps that drive the energy forward. Her ability to blend sensuality with inspiration creates an inviting landscape for listeners, making them feel as if they are part of an unfolding narrative. As she continues to develop her craft and refine her artistic identity, Alia Bergen remains committed to producing tracks that inspire joy and connection through rhythm and melody.
Track(s)
Desert Frequency 33150 03:52

Desert Frequency

Alia Bergen


Glass on the shoreline
Silver on skin
The night keeps folding
As the rhythm pulls us in
Every street is breathing slower
Windows shimmer then disappear
You don't have to say forever
You're already here
One more step
One more spark
One more pulse across the dark

No destination
Only motion
Floating where the bass begins

Higher
Take me where the skyline bends
Higher
Nothing has to make sense
We move
Like the tide beneath the light
Higher
Till tomorrow loses sight

Dust rises softly
Under every heel
Ancient echoes
Wrapped in something new and real
Hands cut circles through the silence
Every heartbeat shifts its place
No one owns this second
No one leaves a trace
The air keeps turning
Round and round
Every shadow finds a sound

No gravity
No history
Just the rhythm underneath
We don't chase the sunrise
We become the color
One breath
One horizon
Nothing louder

Higher
Lift the night above the ground
Higher
Feel the silence singing loud
We move
Where the desert meets the sea
Higher
You and the frequency
Higher
Only the frequency

CREDITS
Performer: Alia Bergen
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

Unauthorized copying, reproduction, hiring, lending, public performance, and broadcasting prohibited.
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Still Standing (ft ...
Elijah Cross

Verified Verified Artist

Elijah Cross
Fall in love with Toronto's resident heartbreaker, Elijah Cross. This unstoppable force in the dance music scene is as dangerously addictive as she is undeniably talented.

Born and raised in Toronto's pulsating cityscape, Cross is a savvy economics graduate inexplicably drawn to pounding beats and mind-bending synths. More likely to be found penning lyrics in a dance club than crunching numbers in a boardroom, she swiftly swapped graphs for grooves with an irresistible grin.

"Still Standing (ft. Nadia)" is not just a notable Elijah Cross track—it's an anthem, an assertion of undying resilience, wrapped in electrifying rhythm. With this song, Cross invites her listeners into the throbbing heart of the dance floor—showing us that, in the face of adversity, we can still let our bodies go wild to a beat.

Infusing her dance tracks with a healthy dose of romance, Elijah Cross’s music will make your heart race and your feet tap uncontrollably. Lovers of the dance genre, beware: one listen and you'll find yourself Cross'd for life.
Track(s)
Still Standing (ft Nadia) 47860 04:14

Still Standing (ft Nadia)

Elijah Cross


I used to leave the light on by the door
Kept your coffee warm like I had before
But you were always somewhere else in your mind

Left me talking to a ghost wasting my time
Folded all your lies like they were clean clothes

Put 'em in a drawer that's how this thing goes
I cried in the shower so you wouldn't hear
Now I don't even need to — baby I'm clear

I gave you rivers you gave me drought
Spent so long wondering what love's about
But the woman in the mirror finally spoke
Said "baby you're the fire — he was just smoke"

I'm not broken I'm just done
(yeah yeah)
I was the moon you were blocking my sun
(mmh)

You thought leaving me would make me fall apart
(uh uh)
Boy you left — but you didn't take my heart
No you didn't take my heart

(ohhh)

I see you now when you walk through the room
Different energy like you shed the gloom
I won't pretend that I don't feel the weight
Of every choice I made a little too late
(background whisper: "too late… too late…")
You were patient like a Sunday in June
I was reckless chased a different tune
And now I'm standing here on the outside damn
Watching you become everything you planned

She gave me rivers I gave her drought
Now I'm the one standing here in doubt
And the man in the mirror finally broke
Said "she was the fire — you were just smoke"

I'm not broken I'm just done
(let it go let it go)
I was the moon you were blocking my sun
(mmh yeah)
You thought leaving me would make me fall apart
(never that)
Boy you left — but you didn't take my heart
You didn't take my heart
(no no no…)

There were nights I almost called
(almost…)
Fingers on your name then I'd stall
(stall…)
But every time I stopped myself I grew
(grew…)

Into someone I love more than I loved you
(bass begins to swell)
More than I loved you
(mmh)
More — than — I — loved — you

(yeah)

I'm not broken I'm just new
(just new just new)
Everything I lost was just a clue
(clue ohhh)
You thought leaving me would dim my light
(can't dim this)
Boy you left —
(he left)
And baby I ignite
(I ignite I ignite)
I ig-nite
(ohhhh)
Mmmmh…
(still standing…)
Still standing

CREDITS
Performer: Elijah Cross
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

Unauthorized copying, reproduction, hiring, lending, public performance, and broadcasting prohibited.
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City of Us (ft Kairo)
Zion Vale

Verified Verified Artist

Zion Vale
Seismic, fresh, and ready to take the pop world by storm, Zion Vale is the windswept prodigy hailing from Manhattan's electric heartbeat. Illuminating the shadows of Indy Pop with a voice that sways between whispers and roars, Zion is the authentic, soul-penetrating force you didn’t know you were waiting for.

Kicking it back to their school days, Zion crossed paths with the musically gifted Kairo. What started as simple shared detention notes evolved into a collaborative crescendo—culminating in their standout track "City of Us". This song is Zion's self-proclaimed love letter to their city—a hopeful anthem designed to unite, inspire, and get stuck on repeat in your head.

Against a backdrop of sizzling city nights, Zion's brand of Pop - potent, playful, and undeniably infectious - has been getting Manhattan's less-grimy gutters humming. Imagine if Jupiter and Mars got together to jam: that's the level of celestial meeting of the minds we're talking about here, people.

With a charismatic blend of lyrical genius, Zion Vale is set to redefine what it means to be an independent artist. So keep one ear to the ground, because Zion is about to drop the beat that echoes the 'City of Us' and, trust us, you don't want to miss it.
Track(s)
City of Us (ft Kairo) 60643 05:04

City of Us (ft Kairo)

Zion Vale


Concrete and dreams underneath my feet
Grew up on these blocks where the cold and the warm meet
Didn't have much but I had this view
Rooftops and water towers skies painted blue
This city raised me made me who I am
Every subway line running through my veins

And I've been down I've been lost in these streets
But every time I fell this city caught me

(mm)

New York New York
I was made from your bones
Every scar on this city
Is a scar that I own
I have loved I have lost
On these streets made of stone
But I always — always
Find my way home

Harlem nights had nothing but a name
Told myself either make it or make it no game
Penthouse dreams from a fire escape view
This city don't love you till you prove something true
I've seen men fold under all this weight
But New York only opens up for those who wait

And I've been cold sleeping on ambition
But this city turned my hunger into vision
(yeah)

New York New York
We were made from your bones
Every scar on this city
Is a scar that we own
We have loved we have lost
On these streets made of stone
But we always — always
Find our way home

(ohhh yeah)
(home…)

They say the city never sleeps
(never sleeps)
But I've seen it quiet
At 4 AM when even the brave weep
(weep…)
And still — the lights stay on
(lights stay on)
And still — we carry on
(carry on…)
Because this city chose us
As much as we chose it
(mm)
Every broken dream here
Still has fire in it
(fire…)
(ohhhh)

New York New York
We were made from your bones
Every scar on this city
Is a scar that we own
(own it)
We have loved we have lost
On these streets made of stone
(these streets)
But we always — always
(always)
Find our way
(find our way)

Home
(HOME)
(ohhhhh)

New York…
(mm)
You never let me go
(never…)
And I never wanted you to
(fade)

CREDITS
Performer: Zion Vale
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

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Weekend Escape
BPM Off

Verified Verified Artist

BPM Off
Hailing from the vibrant streets of Barcelona, BPM Off is a disco club band that ignites every dance floor with their effervescent energy and uplifting grooves. Formed during late-night writing sessions that often spilled into the early hours, the band members—Ella, Leo, and Max—drew inspiration from both the city’s pulsating nightlife and the rich tapestry of local music scenes. Their sound is a kaleidoscope of dance, disco, and pop, designed to make listeners feel alive and connected through shared rhythm and joy.

The band's catalog is an exploration of euphoria, perfectly exemplified in tracks like "Weekend Escape." With an infectious blend of playful melodies and heartfelt lyrics, each song invites fans to feel the rhythm rise and embrace the energy flowing through their bodies. Themes of unity and celebration resonate throughout their music, encouraging everyone to break free from daily routines and ignite the night with abandon. The mix of mixed vocals enhances the dynamic charm of BPM Off, allowing every member's strengths to shine through, while also creating a harmonious blend that feels both nostalgic and fresh.

BPM Off thrives on shaping experiences through music. Their live performances are a testament to this ethos, transforming venues into spaces where strangers become friends under the flickering lights. With hopes pinned on crafting a joyful auditory landscape, they aim not just to entertain but also to forge lasting connections among their audience. As they continue to evolve with each new release, BPM Off remains committed to weaving intricate stories delivered by vibrant beats, ensuring that every moment spent with their music is indeed a reason to celebrate life together.
Track(s)
Weekend Escape 53305 03:04

Weekend Escape

BPM Off


Feel the rhythm rise let’s ignite the night

Energy flowing let’s break the mold
Grooving to the beat it’s a story to be told
With every heartbeat we’re alive and in sync
Let the music guide us let it take us to the brink

Hands up high ready for the flight
This is our moment we’re reaching new heights

Weekend escape let it unfold
Living for today let the good times roll
Laughing and dancing that’s how we sway
Rhythm of now we’ll find our way

Every sound resonates let the night ignite
With friends all around everything feels right
As the evening flows let our stories blend
In this joyful chaos there’s no need to pretend

I’m on the backbeat sneakers on the floor
Phone in my pocket still I want one more
Bass hit hard got the room in a wave
No acting no script just the moves that we save
Skippin’ past stress like it’s paint on the tile
Two-step quick laugh been a while since we smiled
From the booth to the hallway passing that spark
We don’t need a spotlight to light up the dark

Come a little closer share the joy we found
Together we’ll create a magic sound

Weekend escape let it unfold
Living for today let the good times roll
Laughing and dancing that’s how we sway
Rhythm of now we’ll find our way
Weekend escape feel it in your core
This is our moment let the music soar

Let the music soar

CREDITS
Performer: BPM Off
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

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Power Play (ft Dari...
Heather Davis

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Heather Davis
Heather Davis is a London-based artist whose music pulses with the vibrant energy of modern dance and disco. Infused with influences from the city’s club culture, her tracks like "Power Play (ft Darius Vale)" showcase her ability to blend nu-disco rhythms with electro-pop sensibilities. With a strong yet playful vocal delivery that echoes confidence, Heather’s music invites listeners to embrace their own strength and joy. Her songs evolve around themes of self-empowerment and celebration, creating an uplifting atmosphere that resonates in every beat.

Heather's catalog features an array of meticulously crafted tracks that reflect her unique artistic vision. Alongside "Power Play," listeners can explore other energetic anthems that ooze happiness and hopefulness, designed to keep spirits high on the dance floor. The synergy of tight four-on-the-floor drums, funky basslines, and glossy synths not only establishes her signature sound but also makes each track feel like a celebration of life’s joyous moments, capturing the essence of what it means to truly live in the moment.
Track(s)
Power Play (ft Darius Vale) 47969 03:27

Power Play (ft Darius Vale)

Heather Davis


Walking in I feel the shift
Confidence it’s my gift
No more waiting for a sign
I’m my own and I feel fine

Every glance they see the change
A subtle glow I rearrange
Moving through like I own the space
This is my time I’ll set the pace

I’m not here for your approval
Shining bright I’m my own fuel
Step aside feel the vibe let it sway
I’m alive in this power play

No more aftertone of what could be
I’m the story I’m the key
With each beat I redefine
Crafting moments I’m aligned

Every glance they see the change
A subtle glow I rearrange
Moving through like I own the space
This is my time I’ll set the pace

I’m not here for your approval
Shining bright I’m my own fuel
Step aside feel the vibe let it sway
I’m alive in this power play

Yeah I walk in cool no script no stunt
Clean cut low talk I don’t need the front
Hands in the pocket watch the room bend
Every small doubt I had I just left to end
Fresh on my feet let the floorboards talk
No borrowed shine I built my own walk
Look at me now no mask no delay
I move with the groove then I move out the way

Catch the rhythm let it flow
This is where I’ll let it show
No more doubt just clarity
This is my reality

I’m not here for your approval
Shining bright I’m my own fuel
Step aside feel the vibe let it sway
I’m alive in this power play

CREDITS
Performer: Heather Davis
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

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Where Did We Go
Luma Hollow

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Luma Hollow
Luma Hollow is a dynamic duo based in Sweden, creating a captivating blend of dance, EDM, and pop music. With their debut track, "Where Did We Go," they explore themes of introspection and the search for connection amidst an energetic backdrop. Their sound is characterized by an uplifting yet dark vibe, intertwining hopeful lyrics with infectious beats that encourage listeners to both reflect and move.

The duo's music stands out for its ability to evoke a range of emotions. Tracks like "Where Did We Go" exemplify their knack for crafting tunes that are not only danceable but also resonate on a deeper level. Luma Hollow's vocal interplay adds a unique dimension, creating a rich tapestry of sound that draws listeners in. As they continue to develop their catalog, expect a further exploration of these themes, blending energetic production with a touch of introspection.
Track(s)
Where Did We Go 63532 05:18

Where Did We Go

Luma Hollow


I hear your name
Under the noise
A distant flame
A broken voice

We were young in a room full of strangers
Dancing close to a feeling we knew
Every light had a warning inside it
Every road was leading back to you

I kept the photos but lost the meaning
Kept the song but forgot the sound
Now I wake with a heart full of questions
And a silence I can’t turn down

Tell me are you somewhere
Under the same sky?
Do you ever look back
When the night drives by?

I have been running
But I don’t know what from
I have been searching
For the place we were one

Where did we go?
When the love became a shadow
I still feel you in the afterglow
But I can’t follow

Where did we go?
We were louder than tomorrow
Now I’m calling through the empty road
Just to find you

Where did we go?
Where did we go?
Where did we go?
I’m still trying to find you

Find you
Find you
I’m still trying to find you

Where did we go?
Where did we go?

There are nights when the city feels weightless
Like the streets are floating away
I see your face in the glass of a window
Then it fades before I can say

I was wrong I was scared I was human
I was holding a storm in my hands
You were love you were home you were shelter
I was too late to understand

Tell me are you somewhere
Under the same sky?
Do you ever hear me
When the waves rise high?

I have been running
But I don’t know what from
I have been searching
For the place we were one

Where did we go?
When the love became a shadow
I still feel you in the afterglow
But I can’t follow

Where did we go?
We were louder than tomorrow
Now I’m calling through the empty road
Just to find you

Where did we go?
Where did we go?
Where did we go?
I’m still trying to find you

Maybe we were not lost
Maybe we were changing
Maybe every goodbye
Has another name

If you hear me tonight
Through the static and rain
Leave a light in the dark
I would find you again

Where did we go?
When the love became a shadow
I still feel you in the afterglow
But I can’t follow

Where did we go?
We were louder than tomorrow
Now I’m calling through the empty road
Just to find you

Where did we go?
Where did we go?
Where did we go?
I’m still trying to find you

I hear your name
Under the noise
A distant flame
A broken voice

CREDITS
Performer: Luma Hollow
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

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No Replay
Mara Vey

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Mara Vey
Mara Vey is a pop and electronic vocalist whose songs pair clear melodic writing with sleek dance production and emotionally direct storytelling. Her sound moves between modern dance-pop, refined house rhythms and intimate electronic textures, giving reflective themes an immediate radio-ready lift.

She writes about self-respect, changing patterns and the private decisions that reshape everyday life. Rather than turning heartbreak into spectacle, Mara focuses on the moment a person chooses clarity, sets a boundary and keeps moving.

“No Replay” captures that approach through a warm deep-house pulse, precise female vocals and a chorus built around leaving the past where it belongs. Its confident energy balances emotional honesty with a polished, forward-moving groove.

Mara Vey’s music is designed for late drives, crowded rooms and solitary resets alike—melodic, clean and direct, with hooks that stay memorable without losing their meaning.
Track(s)
No Replay 65756 03:07

No Replay

Mara Vey


One more message then I let it go
No hard feelings just a different road

You send a question past a quarter two
I read it twice but I already knew
We kept a habit long beyond its use
Now every answer feels like an excuse

I don't need a perfect ending
I just need a line that's true

No replay no replay
We can leave it where it changed
No replay no replay
I won't trade my peace for yesterday
Keep the good release the weight
No replay no replay

No no no replay
No no no replay

Friends keep asking if I miss the sound
I miss who I was when you came around
But missing isn't an instruction now
I know the exit and I know it counts

I don't need a perfect ending
I just need a line that's true

No replay no replay
We can leave it where it changed
No replay no replay
I won't trade my peace for yesterday
Keep the good release the weight
No replay no replay

Maybe closure isn't something said
Maybe it's the choice to step ahead
No villain no score no debt to pay
Just two people choosing separate ways

No replay no replay
We can leave it where it changed
No replay no replay
I won't trade my peace for yesterday
Keep the good release the weight
No replay no replay

No hard feelings no replay
I choose peace and walk away

CREDITS
Performer: Mara Vey
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

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Margin of Error
Susan Hall

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Susan Hall
Susan Hall emerges from the vibrant backdrop of New York City, where late-night writing sessions fuel her introspective explorations into the human experience. Infusing elements of Lo-Fi, Pop, and Trip-Hop, Susan crafts soundscapes that oscillate between playful and melancholic. Her track "Margin of Error" encapsulates this duality, featuring smoky vocals layered over a pulsating sub-bass and ethereal Fender Rhodes chords. With a penchant for the poetic, her lyrics explore themes of longing and uncertainty, often wrapped in an enigmatic embrace that resonates deeply with listeners.

The sonic threads within her catalog weave together a compelling narrative, each track a reflection of her artistic identity marked by subtle contrasts. From the dark trip-hop influences that shape her beats to the epic yet intimate moods she conjures, Susan's music reveals a world where vulnerability meets resilience. With tracks like "Margin of Error," she invites audiences to navigate through the shadows of love and loss while offering an unexpected playfulness that lingers long after the last note fades.
Track(s)
Margin of Error 66934 04:57

Margin of Error

Susan Hall


You filed my name under maybe
Kept one hand near delete

Your sentences came pre-approved
Every promise wore a barcode
I read the terms across your face
A firm refusal dressed as grace

You kept my number off the page
Then called it love at your own rate
I learned the cost of being near
A private charge renewed each year

Your figures never could align
You changed the units every time
You took the sum removed the source
Then called the damage normal loss

Call me your margin of error
The number you round to zero
You kept me close to the ledger
But never part of the total

Call me your margin of error
Your almost your after your spare
I won’t be filed under maybe
I won’t be useful then erased

You wore affection like a pass
Valid until somebody asked
My place was marked with pencil lead
Easy to alter hard to read

You built a room from access codes
The door unlocked when you chose
I left the key beside your name
No final speech no claim to blame

Your figures never could align
You changed the units every time
You took the sum removed the source
Then called the damage normal loss

Call me your margin of error
The number you round to zero
You kept me close to the ledger
But never part of the total

Call me your margin of error
Your almost your after your spare
I won’t be filed under maybe
I won’t be useful then erased

I was never hard to measure
You preferred uncertain scales
A person turned to useful data
A pulse reduced to monthly sales

Now every digit has an owner
Every loss can state its cause
You can keep your perfect record
I have left your private laws

Call me your margin of error
The number you rounded to zero
You kept me close to the ledger
But never part of the total

Call me your margin of error
The flaw that refused to behave
Cross out the file marked as maybe
I won’t be useful then erased

Delete my name from your system
The error has learned its own weight

CREDITS
Performer: Susan Hall
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

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Secondhand Alibi
Romeo Vane

Verified Verified Artist

Romeo Vane
"Romeo Vane: at the ripe age of 25, this American pop-rock comet is shooting across the Alternative universe, spreading hope with doses of edgy authenticity. Born and bred in the sonic heartland of the Windy City, he’s a Chicagoan with an unapologetic knack for compelling narratives and an obsession for truth.

Whether it's life's sharp corners or the soft bruises of love, Romeo Vane's got a knack for rolling them into tunes that blend breezy alt-rock melodies with the raw, gritty flavor of pop. His stage name isn't for show; Romeo comes with a romantic bravado that'd make Shakespeare blush, and the barbed tongue of a true Windy City native. Just tune into "Kiss Me When I'm Lying" - it's less of a song, more a rollercoaster ride through hope, heartbreak, and hilariously serious self-deprecation.

Despite his youth, he's seen more than enough of life's ups and downs, packaging the human experience into easily digestible nuggets of melodic wisdom. Romeo Vane’s music is the kind that makes you call your ex at 2 a.m., cry a little, laugh a lot, and still believe in the dream of a better dawn. Now, how's that for a self-made, alternative songwriter from the city that never sleeps?"
Track(s)
Secondhand Alibi 10277 04:41
Your Side of the City 157452 03:54
Glass Heart Radio 177483 04:19
The Rest of My Life 197704 04:49
Stay Like This 160566 03:56
Sugar on the Blade 138067 03:18
Slow Fire 132057 03:06
Bad Timing 156090 03:56
Don’t Make Me Wonder 163586 04:01
Kiss Me When I’m Lying (Symphonic Ballad Version) 148873 03:38
Kitchen Light 121027 02:52
All the Ways We Fall 228437 05:46
Kiss Me When I'm Lying 181827 03:15

Secondhand Alibi

Romeo Vane


I found it in a Sunday ad
Between a sofa and a wedding band
“Barely used no questions asked”
The seller wore a borrowed name

He said it worked on jealous hearts
On hotel clerks and parking guards
I paid in cash he wished me luck
Then vanished before the light changed

I practiced every detail
The hour the street the rain
But truth has lousy manners
It keeps interrupting names

I bought a secondhand alibi
Cheap enough to fit my life
It worked until you asked me twice
Now every version sounds like mine

I bought a secondhand alibi
With someone else’s reasons inside
The story held the timing died
Now every version sounds like mine

I said the train was running late
You knew that line from ’98
I blamed a man I’d never met
You said “At least invent him well”

I moved the evening half an hour
Changed the bar replaced the car
By then the lie had better shoes
And more ambition than the truth

I gave it dates and weather
A witness and a scar
You watched me build the ceiling
Then asked where the foundations are

I bought a secondhand alibi
Cheap enough to fit my life
It worked until you asked me twice
Now every version sounds like mine

I bought a secondhand alibi
With someone else’s reasons inside
The story held the timing died
Now every version sounds like mine

Mine on Monday
Mine by five
Mine when I need
Someone else to survive

The seller called at 2:13
Said “That excuse belongs to me”
I told him he could have it back
He laughed and said “You made it yours”

You poured your drink into the sink
Not angry almost entertained
You said “The worst part isn’t this
It’s how rehearsed you look in pain”

So here’s the part I didn’t buy
No clever date no useful guy
I stayed because I liked the risk
I left because you noticed it

No missing train no broken phone
No nameless friend to take the blame
I wanted two incompatible things
And called confusion by your name

I bought a secondhand alibi
Cheap enough to fit my life
It worked until you asked me why
Now every version sounds like mine

I bought a secondhand alibi
But guilt was never in the price
Keep the story keep the night
Every version sounds like mine

The truth was sitting in the car
Patient as an unpaid fare
I opened up the passenger door
It said “You took your time”

CREDITS
Performer: Romeo Vane
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

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The Fridge Is Takin...
Funny Harry

Verified Verified Artist

Funny Harry
Hailing from the vibrant streets of Copenhagen, Funny Harry has carved out a distinctive niche in the alternative pop scene, effortlessly blending whimsical narratives with thought-provoking themes. With a catalog that includes tracks like "The Fridge Is Taking Her Side," Harry's music embodies an eclectic mix of calmness and playful mystery. The lyrics often dance around the mundane, transforming everyday objects and interactions into poignant reflections on loneliness and connection. This creative alchemy was born in the city's cozy cafes, where Harry first collaborated with friends from art school, merging their diverse influences to create a sound that feels both fresh and deeply familiar.

As Harry continues to evolve, each track reveals layers of emotional resonance and sonic experimentation. The interplay of light and shadow is masterfully executed, inviting listeners into a world where the ordinary becomes extraordinary. With an approach characterized by introspective storytelling and innovative arrangements, Funny Harry captures fleeting moments of life through a kaleidoscope of calm melodies and vibrant rhythms. Whether exploring themes of melancholy or stitching together playful anecdotes, the artist leaves an indelible mark on the listener, inviting them to embrace the mystery hidden within everyday experiences.
Track(s)
The Fridge Is Taking Her Side 20625 02:52

The Fridge Is Taking Her Side

Funny Harry


At 2:17 the refrigerator cleared its throat
I said “Don’t start”
It started

The kettle only sings for one
The toaster burns my alibis
Your coffee cup is upside down
Like it has closed its little eyes

I bought a cactus for morale
It quit on Tuesday night
The landlord says the pipes are fine
The fridge is taking your side

Every appliance has an opinion
Every opinion sounds like you
The freezer hums through cross-examination
I plead the fifth and eat for two

The washer handed back one sock
As proof I can’t be trusted
The vacuum found your silver hoop
Then parked itself disgusted

I tried to cook that thing you liked
The smoke alarm performed the lead
I took a bow it took the battery
A fair review I must concede

“Did you call her?”
No

“Will you call her?”
No

“Are you lying?”
Next question

“Who are you talking to?”
The refrigerator

Every appliance has an opinion
Even the clock has joined in too
The freezer hums for the prosecution
And I still cook enough for two

Your note is folded under pears
I read it only when they spoil
The final line says “Please be well”
As if well came wrapped in foil

At dawn the motor settles down
The whole flat loses its nerve
I almost miss our little war
Then hear the ice tray say one word:

“Call”

Mind your own business

At 2:18 it cleared its throat again
I moved it three inches from the wall
We are no longer speaking

CREDITS
Performer: Funny Harry
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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HOT TRACK

The Wrong Daughter
Billie Arden

Verified Verified Artist

Billie Arden
Billie Arden is an electrifying force in the modern dance-pop scene, hailing from Berlin, where her late-night writing sessions have breathed life into a catalog that pulsates with energy and emotion. With influences from funk and nu-disco, her music embodies a sleek, four-on-the-floor groove that promises to uplift spirits and get bodies moving. Tracks like "No Default Setting" showcase her confident vocal style—low and controlled in the verses, yet soaring and playful in the choruses—making each song feel like both a celebration and a personal manifesto. Through her polished production, which features tight rubbery basslines and glossy synth stabs, Arden crafts an infectious sound that captures the essence of joy and hope.

Exploring themes of authenticity and self-acceptance, Arden's lyrics reflect her determination to navigate a world that often seeks to confine individuality. While she embraces exuberance in her melodies, there's an undercurrent of defiance in tracks that challenge conventional norms and invite listeners to embrace their unique paths. Billie Arden's artistry extends beyond mere entertainment; it serves as an invitation to dance freely while celebrating one's true self, ensuring that each release resonates deeply with those seeking inspiration in both life and music.
Track(s)
The Wrong Daughter 231 03:39
No Default Setting 2592 03:50

The Wrong Daughter

Billie Arden


I left at seventeen before the bread was warm
took the blue suitcase nobody claimed
Mother stood polishing the same clean glass
Dad read the paper without turning a page

There was a woman’s name behind the pantry clock
written twice then crossed with a kitchen knife
I asked who she was
They asked why I was still awake

Huh

They said “You’ll understand when you’re older”
So I got older somewhere else

I was gone before the kettle sang
gone before they fixed their tale
Let them blame my age my temper
let them blame the morning train

I was gone gone gone—
they can call it running if they like
I didn’t leave because they hated me
I left because they knew me wrong

Years later a stranger stopped me near the docks
said “You walk exactly like she did”
I laughed and asked “Who?”
She looked at me as though I’d made a joke

Then she handed me a photograph:
my father younger one hand out of frame
and a girl with my uneven teeth
wearing the blue suitcase name tag

Huh Small world
Terrible handwriting

She said “Your mother tried her best”
I said “Which one?”

I was gone before the kettle sang
gone before they fixed their tale
Let them blame my age my temper
let them blame the morning train

I was gone gone gone—
they can call it running if they like
I didn’t leave because they hated me
I left because they knew me wrong

Maybe I was kept
Maybe I was traded
Maybe love gets very polite
when the truth is complicated

I never asked again

That keeps them nervous

I was gone before the kettle sang
gone before they fixed their tale
Let them polish every answer
I know where the story fails

I was gone gone gone—
huh they still insist I’m wild
I didn’t leave because I hated them
I left as someone else’s child

CREDITS
Performer: Billie Arden
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Ashes Know My Name
Elias Crowe

Verified Verified Artist

Elias Crowe
Elias Crowe is an American singer-songwriter whose music lives somewhere between Latin blues, desert rock and roots Americana. Raised among the wide landscapes of the American Southwest, he developed a quiet fascination with stories of ordinary people, forgotten highways and the invisible weight carried through everyday life. Rather than chasing trends, Crowe built his sound around expressive guitar work, restrained vocals and songs that value silence as much as melody.

His recordings are known for their cinematic atmosphere, blending warm acoustic textures, soulful electric guitar and subtle Latin rhythms into music that feels timeless rather than nostalgic. Crowe rarely writes in absolutes. His lyrics explore redemption, memory, resilience and the fragile space between hope and regret, often using simple images to reveal deeper emotional truths. Listeners are drawn to the honesty of his performances, where every note feels lived rather than performed.

Although his style echoes the spirit of classic American roots music, Elias Crowe continues to shape a voice that is unmistakably his own. Whether performing intimate ballads or slow-burning rock songs, he favors authenticity over spectacle, allowing emotion, craftsmanship and atmosphere to lead every performance. His work has earned a loyal audience that values music not for its volume, but for its ability to linger long after the final chord has faded.
Track(s)
Ashes Know My Name 44527 04:58

Ashes Know My Name

Elias Crowe


Slow down…
Don’t wake the fire
It already knows
Who I am

Dust hangs low where the old road bends
Every scar still remembers friends
I don’t ask if tomorrow stays
I just count the smoke instead of days

One cold wind
One tired hand
Trying to build
What never stands

Every prayer arrives
Wearing different clothes
Maybe heaven answers
Maybe nobody knows

Hold your flame
Don’t hide your face
Even broken walls
Can become a place

If the night
Calls out my name
I’ll answer slow
Just the same

Hold your flame…
Don’t let it fade

My father’s coat still smells like rain
Every pocket keeps a different pain
Coins grow heavy
Truth grows light
Some men disappear
Before the fight

I don’t need another miracle
Only one more mile to walk
The silence speaks
Louder than angels
When nobody talks

Hold your flame
Across the storm
Nothing living
Stays untouched or warm

If I fall
Don’t call my name
Just leave the fire…
Exactly where it came

The ashes know my name…
The ashes know…
My name…

CREDITS
Performer: Elias Crowe
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

© 2026 filodyo. All rights reserved.

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Better With Less
Eli Mercer

Verified Verified Artist

Eli Mercer
Eli Mercer is an acoustic soul-pop singer whose music resonates with warmth and emotional clarity. With a rich, clear voice that conveys both sincerity and introspection, Eli's style is defined by his fingerpicked guitar, soft upright piano, and delicate brushed drums. His song "Better With Less" encapsulates his artistic ethos, inviting listeners into a space where choosing simplicity and connection trumps the chaos of excess. Each element in his arrangements is thoughtfully restrained, allowing the depth of his lyrics to shine through in a way that feels both personal and relatable.

Thematically, Eli's work often revolves around the ideas of time, relationships, and grounding oneself in the present. His songs explore the importance of selecting people and experiences that enrich life, reflecting a mature perspective on what truly matters. This focus on emotional depth is balanced beautifully with melodies that evoke a sense of calm and hope, encouraging listeners to reflect on their own lives. His music creates an inviting atmosphere where one can contemplate the joys of living simply.

As he continues to develop his catalog, Eli Mercer stands out for his ability to blend genres such as pop, R&B, and soul into a cohesive sound that feels timeless yet contemporary. With each track, he invites us to join him on this journey towards gratitude and clarity. His vocal delivery is conversational yet powerful, leaving an impression that lingers well beyond the last note. Through his work, Eli fosters a connection with audiences seeking authenticity in a world often dominated by noise and distraction.
Track(s)
Better With Less 44774 03:32

Better With Less

Eli Mercer


I kept every receipt like proof
Bought more space then filled each room
Wore my plans like heavy clothes
Carried things I never chose
One by one I let them go
Found out what I need to know
A steady hand a faithful friend
A little time I do not spend

Nothing missing nothing owed
I can feel my shoulders let go

I am better with less
Better with air on my chest
Better with one true yes
Than a hundred maybes I regret
I was counting every prize
While the good passed by my eyes
Now I know what matters best
I am better better with less

I gave away that tailored coat
Kept one song my father wrote
Took old numbers from my phone
Made this smaller place my own
No gold frame can hold a day
No new car can make love stay
I choose people I choose time
I choose a life that still feels mine

Nothing missing nothing owed
I can feel my shoulders let go

I am better with less
Better with air on my chest
Better with one true yes
Than a hundred maybes I regret
I was counting every prize
While the good passed by my eyes
Now I know what matters best
I am better better with less

Keep the rush keep the race
I found freedom with some space
Every burden I release
Leaves more room for what I need

I am better with less
Better with air on my chest
Better with one true yes
Than a hundred maybes I regret
I was counting every prize
While the good passed by my eyes
Now I know what matters best
I am better better with less

CREDITS
Performer: Eli Mercer
Written by: filodyo.
Arranged & Produced by: filodyo / Hakan E.
Distribution: NOTFM - notfm.com

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